Posts by Monroe Gogoi
Decided!
After a year or three I will leave the city forever
Decided! After a year or three I will leave the city forever ...hold up some property at a secluded place..probability is to stay somewhere in the hil...
Decided! After a year or three I will leave the city forever ...hold up some property at a secluded place..probability is to stay somewhere in the hil...
Shifted by laymens lie,
Who may spake and still,
Be voiceless
Shifted by laymens lie, Who may spake and still, Be voiceless frames in black and white. I am a fireside royal tea, Fault-finding human side. I see a...
Shifted by laymens lie, Who may spake and still, Be voiceless frames in black and white. I am a fireside royal tea, Fault-finding human side. I see a...
In a stillest hour,
I am a laid down,
paid
In a stillest hour, I am a laid down, paid photograph. Trying to return. those voices consume my words. Where,I no more remain, A vacant sound. F...
In a stillest hour, I am a laid down, paid photograph. Trying to return. those voices consume my words. Where,I no more remain, A vacant sound. F...
Lady,
Enough of Oh! Poor Me...
Rather be,
Whats Next?? Bring
Lady, Enough of Oh! Poor Me... Rather be, Whats Next?? Bring it On!! To a Woman, whos got Game! Who is Strong Enough like her Name! Closed-deformed...
Lady, Enough of Oh! Poor Me... Rather be, Whats Next?? Bring it On!! To a Woman, whos got Game! Who is Strong Enough like her Name! Closed-deformed...
The dignity of my work shalt retain, the honesty belongs to me.
The dignity of my work shalt retain, the honesty belongs to me. Its the hidden, under toned gestures of a Friend. One day when I had set on the discol...
The dignity of my work shalt retain, the honesty belongs to me. Its the hidden, under toned gestures of a Friend. One day when I had set on the discol...
The Death of An Artist..
Outdone soil carriages over decisions
The Death of An Artist.. Outdone soil carriages over decisions she made. Around a four-cornered edge, She was preparing her wrist, for the blade!! W...
The Death of An Artist.. Outdone soil carriages over decisions she made. Around a four-cornered edge, She was preparing her wrist, for the blade!! W...
.......As every flower fades and as all youth
Departs, so life at
.......As every flower fades and as all youth Departs, so life at every stage, So every virtue, so our grasp of truth, Blooms in its day and may not l...
.......As every flower fades and as all youth Departs, so life at every stage, So every virtue, so our grasp of truth, Blooms in its day and may not l...
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